There is a house on the cliff’s edge,
Around a quiet, unmarked shoreline
At night, the tide lifts high against a foggy moon
In the morning, gloomy clouds settle with the sea
At times, not even the birds are seen or heard
The house is left to nature’s caress
Home-crafted seashell chimes sway and sing with the wind
Crushed sand dollars lie together on the back porch
The shells were once whole, collected by the former owners
Long gone are they now, smiling with the moon
The owners are the very sound of the ocean spray,
Striking the rocks, announcing the cool dawn of day
They are not the dark, empty rooms,
The rooms that nobody thinks of as they go about their lives
The quiet owners are long gone—thought of only by one
A stillborn legacy about as tiresome as the sun,
When the clouds crisp out its beams . . .
A seawater puddle is in the middle of the dining room
Nobody knows it sits there, sinking in the floorboards
It used to be a far larger puddle after a storm,
Stealthily leaking into the house
But now it is small—so small—and the boards are moist,
Moist with its only companion amongst the instilled silence
Nobody thinks of empty, abandoned rooms
Nobody remembers the former owners
They were not much for socials and gatherings
They always lived their quiet, happy lives
Without a care of the outside world,
Far from anybody’s thought
Miles from the nearest home
Where the next generation comfortably lives
He never finished fixing that leak . . .
Sometimes the puddle gets bigger after other storms
And when it does, there is almost life there again
You can see the chandelier reflected on the unperturbed water
As a crystal dangles and falls from on high
The dark silence following the drop is as deep as thought . . .
Nobody thinks of empty, abandoned rooms
Nobody remembers the former owners
There is merely a house on the cliff’s edge
Around a quiet, unmarked shoreline
-March 21, 2013-

I send out this
work
to all of you
out
there
in
the shadows
A light will come
to you
if you want it to
The great teachers and masters
of the past
were not deceived
by this mortal
coil
They knew we
could over come
it
if - and only if
we were diligent
in our efforts
The years have come and gone
Do you not see
what is meant by happiness?
Do you see
that sending out poetry
is a magnificent thing?
Keep it up!
The years weigh heavily on
all of us
But if we persist
joy will come
to us all!

i swing into dreams
i swim into the deepest sleeps
i never seem to get back in time
now the world seems clearer
my friends say i am getting better
i wonder if those are just words to deny
and a lover of the abyss
you sprang out of the mist
but i cannot give you what you seek
the phone keeps ringing
and my heart keeps doubting
of all the words you have tried to speak
so speak no more.
so let me go.
please dont speak anymore
now i just want you to know.
there are rainbows and clouds
better than what i am right now
you can find them somewhere out there
my heart cannot bear the pain i will send
because i am not mister evil again
please my heart says i want to get out there
my heart says i want to let you go
i just want you to know.
i dont love you anymore.

I’m tired of you.
Back stabbing me and not keeping it true.
Deceiving and lying
When I caught you, here comes the fake crying
The sad bedroom eyes hiding behind a guilty face
The phony kisses and the warm embrace
What you hide in the dark always come out in the light
Sometimes our secrets we thought we hid is revealed in our own sight
You claimed you loved me
But it’s more like you hate or envy me
If you really don’t love me just let me be
Everyday I tried, believe me I prayed
But I hope you don’t think you’re here to stay
I even loved you when you did not love me
“So why are you still with me?”
So take your shoes and go
Don’t tie up your laces so slow
Remember I gave you love when nobody else would
I even took away your doubts that every man is no good
“Shush don’t say nothing don’t even talk.”
Just take your shoes and walk

When youth sets us beautifully aglow
to soar on the swift wings of a sparrow,
and altough the unknown may frighten us:
we will not stop from living out those dreams,
because we are the constant seekers
bolder than the soldiers of fortune
willing to stare in the face of events that'll follow,
be in the incognito and confront fate alone...
Our main reason for being here
is to accomplish unthinkable and amazing things;
to start where the smallest dream begins,
and make it grow by taking the giant steps of an achiever...
We should never fear the challenges that lie ahead,
but is it worth to step back and not speedly act...
imagining of the wonderful visions
of the the unseen tomorrow that
rampantly flourish inside our impatient head?
Will we fall from the flaming,crimson sky
and grope our way to a passing cloud above
with the certainty of having found love,
or will we quickly come down to earth and die?
Which one is better: being a disillusioned dreamer,
who can still dream,or a sullen-looking miser?
Our main reason for being here
is to love with grace and intensity,
and have the willingness to break down
the ugly and horrible barriers of alienation;
and finally let all thoughts flow in without diversity,
to discover who we really are...

I was telling a friend the world will someday be a better place
He said, "You're out of your mind. Get out of my face.
The rich man sings while the poor man screams.
A better place? Maybe, in your dreams.
I said, "You're right. Maybe in my dreams.
Because in my dreams, I see it changing
I see the world rearranging
In my dreams we will hate no more
In my dreams there will be no war
In my dreams there is a world of love
With blessings showered from heaven above.
There are lakes and rivers and clear mountain streams
I can see it all in my dreams.
The bitterness you feel will all be gone
There will be a brotherhood to carry on
There will be charity and faith and hope
And a caring heart to help us cope.
There will be an end to human fears
We will no longer see a mother's tears
We will stand proud, we will stand tall
In my dreams I can see it all.
In my dreams we will know our worth
In my dreams there will be peace on earth
So, in a way, you're right it seems
I can see it happening in my dreams."

Dear Music
Dear Music- would you marry drum?
for it will be beautiful when played under the setting sun
How would you love to be tomorrow’S heading
will you invite Guitar to your wedding?
From million miles your melodies be heard
As soothing as the morning hymn of a mocking bird
Since happiness can only befriend you
For you’re surely beautiful and true.
Music- queen of the ballroom
You Indeed are dominator of the mind In vexed volume
Could you stop the violence- happening a thousand mile
Sole Perceiver of peace - thence thou shalt smile
For you are one of the timbers of earth
As every soul knows you since birth
Only you can manipulate the choice-less
And can also speak for the voiceless.
Music- should you need a king,
Who will endear you with a diamond ring
You can think of Michael Jackson and Bob Marley,
From your talented basement to your lobby,
And even to you, Lucky Dube, and John Lennon were dear,
among the spot earners on the isle of the phenomena
As they, the aforementioned had no limit of valence
Yet they lived and died under our pitiful surveillance.
Dear Music- I wish you could walk for the disabled
For they indeed are hopeless- and subtracted from the fabled
You mesmerized, thence emphasized the beautiful life
But don’t the laborer deserve a break from the hunger and strife
I admire your stance to point out the lies- that demised many dreams
However I’m disgusted by the ignorance of the poor’s screams
Music- you define immortality- yet omit the underlying reality
I wish a few will see beyond generalization one day- and preserve equality-

I woke watching television news
The jet plane is soaring high note
Operation Sulu is launched forth
Until the intruders to get out
Malaysia always chose to peace
Come and let us all save peace
Philippines is wanting peace
For Sulu Archipelago is its part to ease
Sulu Royal Army chose to enter because of peace
They call homeland in the book pages
They decide to stay and die never ended
Many see this is not a good choice
But for them this is a pride to hold and take
Come and let us all save peace
For Malaysia also has to protect its state
Its sovereignty whether lives at stake
It has chosen the space to negotiate
And has given the time to withdraw in peace
But the “intruders” is hard to take the leave
Come and let us all save peace
Many children cried
Much wives shed tears
Every Mothers weep
Their love ones died but with pride
Our prayers to put ahead their faith
Come and let us all save peace
The eyes of the world where are you?
The humanitarian aid you have to do
Don’t you see the lives are here waiting?
The civilians need your helping
Do not wait until the time lapse to nothing
Come and let us all save peace and do something.
Come and let us all save peace
Take part and let us all save peace
Pray and let us all save peace
Where are you peace activists?
Come and let us all save peace
Let us all save peace!
This is the day that Malaysian Forces conducted “Ops Sulu” to drive the group from Sulu that recently entered Tandu’, Lahad Datu, Sabah. 12:41PM, 5th March 2013, Bandar Sandakan, Sabah, Malaysia.
Please Print and Distribute to Save Peace. Thank you
Get the copy here: http://www.academia.edu/2904281/LET_US_ALL_SAVE_PEACE

Was on a blue July morn gently put
To ground: and parish leaves wet underfoot
Led to halls of bellows and pipes
In last temptation at Greyfriar's iron gates:
Where souls walk in funeral marches
Within these pale stone walls and arches
Thru the stained glass steepled light,
Lord, I heard a voice not of my own recite:
Psalm 23: "The Lord is my shepherd,
He leadeth me in the path of righteousness".
O what woe it is so young to die
And to have to say the long goodbye
There I was immobilised and weak
With no voice to sing or words to speak!
And close as you were to touch
I could not hold you or bring you back.
Lo, in my hurt on wet cavalcade
Only the lamentation of dirges played
The bells of Greyfriars in my stead
Tolled for the living and tolled for the dead!
And with each toll I bid farewell,
For I knew there would no resurrection be.
Alas, I that wind and sea and sky,
Its wrath and dark shadows personify
Below lies hidden bone and lock
In the honeycomb hills of Schnapper Rock:
On God's green and glorious field
The angels and archangels in heaven sung!
And burial ropes in a tomb of clay
Laid dust to dust where your casket lay
Forgive me my duty of care defiled,
And forgive the ways of a miscreant child:
If I had my time and yours again
I'd adore you, Mother, and be a better son.
No grace of God or time could save
You from an early and wretched grave
Sorrowed is the deprivation of life,
And mourned is a Daughter! Mother! Wife!
In my own rehearsal for death ask
What becomes the soul of redemption lost?
And what of those you leave behind?
Verily in lonely sessions it fills my mind
O Death has pierced your defenses,
Has snuffed the flame and dulled the senses:
So it is and so it must be so soon
That we drink the bitter milk of mortality.
O Earth, receive an eternal guest:
Take her to your bosom and your rest
-------------
July 1992

In my quest for this mission,
Many days and nights I prayed,
But plagued by selfish visions,
I asked what the Spirit had to say,
The battle engulfed self and spirit,
Screams of desire flooded my mind,
While fierce haunting demons appeared,
My voice of reason was such confined.
Yet the Spirit moves in silence,
And while this Spirit ever grows,
It ever gently reminds us,
By whispering gentle blows,
Thus the tranquil wind,
Burst in upon the storm,
And the quieting din,
Deafened hellish horns,
And in hush's sweet embrace,
The Spirit within me said,
Messages filled with grace,
Of how others must be fed.
Give them glimpses of wonder,
Inspire them with your faith,
Yes, give them much to ponder,
Yet in a much more simple way.
Don't lose them in scripture,
But to the word remain true,
Only teach that which is sure,
And that which you can prove.
There will be those who oppose,
All that I would have you say,
But this is why you were chose,
For this great mission today.
For you have been surely blessed,
With a faith complete and whole,
You've been prepared for this test,
Now go and share what you know.
And keep in mind your quest,
To gather the children who know,
That love's the answer to this test,
Upon which a true Church can grow.
Now I come before you today,
For help in spreading this word,
For its the Church we must save,
To find a path true and sure.
The end times are now upon us,
We need to be better prepared,
With a Church which is more just,
To embrace those lost and scared.
Our Church should always be righteous,
And offer salvation's warm embrace,
It should help the groom to find us,
And with our lamps full we will wait.
But our task reaches further still,
As there is much work to be done,
For we need to ensure God's will,
On earth as it is in heaven!
We'll teach love and forgiveness,
Of both trespasses and debts,
Our mission does not glorify us,
Rather the Lord who gave us this quest.
Once we believe our mission complete,
Humility will show us we have more to do,
And we will always endlessy seek,
That which the Spirit tells us is true.
And above all we will keep in mind,
That it takes a heart wide and great,
Filled with all the love we can find,
To pass through the narrow gate.
So a call to action must be made,
For our great holy quest has begun,
Visit us whether or not you're saved,
At True Christian Church dot com.

What I am doing is not idealism.
It’s a cause for our homeland.
It is also for the benefits of oppressed people.
And oppression should not reign
in the peaceful land of good people.
I may not live longer in this world
and I knew I will die as others will be.
It would be better to help fight for peace in peace
than fighting for peace by war.
There is nothing good to achieve by raging war
and countering war by war.
Peace had become a common piece like candies.
Any person has the right to embrace peace
even only a piece of peace like sweets,
but not a piece in a war for peace!
Let us taste this piece of peace.
I love you peace.
Layag Sug!

i shall dance upon the wings of your love until i become so intoxicated with your
peace that i am resting within the spring of your life.
let me touch the pain of your most hidden self and take you to a place that the
rose give birth to her petals and the fragrance of time give jubliance to harmony.
i have tasted the cruelty of life and its fallacies and came to know this simple
truth. only the sweetness of love peace and harmony can only truly be founded
once you have really known the indept heartaches of life.
then shall you truly appreciate the essence on love peace and harmony that shall
be free from deception. truly then shall two hearts become symbiosis and know
the splendor of the GOD-LOVE given only to those beings who are worthy if its
nectar that flows ever so miraculously betwixt their physical-self. all else is just
and illusion to love, peace, and harmony. yes! they are mere moments of wasted
pleasure without substance. oh how mellifluous is the heart and mind that
knows what it's been missing?

Way up high
In the sky
That’s where we will be-will be
Soring there
In the air
Up above the clouds
You and I
Way up high
Where the birds fly
You are safe- safe with me
Soring there
Through the air
Sleep little one
Sweet dreams to thee

If the world were full of hippies
there'd be nothing left to prove
except peace and understanding
and a little bit of groove
Noone would be homeless
Like many live today
We'd build beautiful communes
where anyone could stay
Together we'd make music
to the beat of mother earth
there'd be no fighting or war
Everyone sharing equal worth
We'd grow our own vegetables
and create trinkets to sell
We'd open up our minds
break free from our shell
Every colour and every race
would teach one another
we'd become a united family
every sister, every brother
We'd bless all gods creatures
show respect for the land
Give free hugs to everyone
openminded to understand
Nature would speak to us
Our world would become one
with peace and understanding
and a little bit of fun

Can there ever be harmony
In a world so full of hate?
Where nations are divided
And so keen to subjugate:
When people have no tolerance,
They see only their own truth,
It’s no wonder there are
conflicts
And human rights abuse.
Our leaders seem inflexible,
They will not compromise;
They spout their view with
arrogance,
It’s hard not to despise.
So – called democracy,
They will abuse at every turn;
To covet what they really want,
It makes your stomach churn.
Sincerity and honour
Do not feature any more,
They’re seen as values of the
past
No credit do they store;
It’s vested interests that prevail
No matter what the cost,
Alas, for every so – called gain,
There’s always something lost!
One thought recurs above the
rest,
A heartfelt plea to all.
That we should recognise our
plight
And hearken to recall;
Time honoured codes and basic
truths
Our parents held so dear,
So harmony and common sense
Can once again appear.
BY
DARRYL ASHTON

Wars will end
when
the combatants decide
to
stop fighting
and attend poetry READINGS
The brave fighters of
this world
are sometimes into verse(Patton was)
The power to win hearts
lies in the poets words
So all of you
versifiers out there
in the darkness
get together and
win the battle
for the angry souls
of the world
who await your much needed nstructions

The world spinning round
A park bench
The wind...
The only sound
Trees,
Red and gold
Tumbling leaves
How a world can stop
Turn by turn...
Park bench
Life burning by
Sit through the day
Passing play...
Park bench
Sometimes...
It's the only way

The Human,The Demon, And The Angel
I'm the one who must stay
I'm the one who must kill you
I'm the one who must reverse time
I am to die when the new moon is in range
I am the one to be your executioner your taker of life
I am to observer and to take note of everything and of every life
Who are you to say I have no future
I say what I please for I am the bringer of death
I want to help I wish to free you I need to save you
There is no more time for my life
You never had a life to begin with
She was free until you stole her very being
I am the human who must die
I am the demon who only wants her body for it kill
I am the angel who will take her soul once her body is gone
We are in one body
We are in one mind
We are three trapped by one bond
These times are different then the last
These times are different then when I was young
These times are different then when the earth was made
Oh how we let this control us
Oh how we take our worlds and live for such granted
Oh how we let who we are put fear in our hearts
I leave this to you
I leave this to you
I leave this to you
We have exceed
We have flown
We have drowned
We have died
We have lived
We have made many wonders
We have created a new life
We have done evil deeds
We have done good deeds
We have but to wait for the one day
We have but to wait for our freedom
We have each other
We have nothing but that
We have nothing but each other and to wait
We have to wait for freedom

It doesn't need an "All-Out-War"
If you are brave enough do "All-In-Peace"
You never win the war
You love war
but you never feet the battlefield
never you defeat your "enemies"
The one you called "rebels"
You gave command to the innocents
Money to life as an exchange
Do not think your guns are powerful enough
Your bullets supplied much
How about food?
Remember within five years
You have warning from the UN
Do not forget dear oppressor!
You will never win the war!
That's the promise of blood
Take it as an advice
but not from the expert
Remember!

Oh, Let’s get married in a white chapel
sip coffee, listen to blues
and read morning’s headlines.
Let’s get married in white chapel
Live in a brick house, build a picket fence
and watch the good neighbors stroll by
Cause he’s something to look at
Can pick him out from bustling restaurant
just by his gait
Cause he’s something to look at
got a wide mouth, gaping grin
always fashionably late.
When he’s nervous,
his posture is fleeting.
it’s unfitting,
because he’s got the world together.
When he’s nervous,
his words
string together like magnets
across a refrigerator door.
But then-
I’ll say something ‘bout my world views
and you’ll suddenly deliver the quickest line
and I’m laughing
finally i’m light
Oh, Let’s get married in a white chapel
sip coffee, listen to blues
and read morning’s headlines.
Let’s get married in white chapel
Live in a brick house, build a picket fence
and watch the good, good neighbors stroll by

If that's possible, if am distracted, we'll stop!
It’s possibly could, while we are enjoying our moment together.
We’ll see, just keep focused.
We could focus, while calling.
I love you...
I love you too...
I love you and I love you too...
Do you know why you love me?
I know because you love me too.
That’s sad…
What if I didn't love you?
Will you not love me?
Don’t be sad…
The feeling of love cannot be put in a sentence.
I did love you because I felt it.
I cannot dictate my feelings to love you,
It dictates to itself that I indeed love you.
I would love to see that my beloved is seen beautiful and smart by others
This as long as showing interest doesn’t makes me feel jealous.

I still remember that day when you were a kitten,
You were so small and fit in my hand like a mitten.
I knew when I held you I would raise you,
The love I felt was more than true.
I was with you at my grandma's till I could take you home,
Then the journey of raising you began...
We brought you home and I showed you our house,
I still remember when you saw your first mouse.
You jumped out of my arms and made your attack,
I stood there and watched you get your afternoon snack.
Then we were deciding on names for you,
I just felt something with dexter and knew it was true.
I was only 8 and didn't know any better,
I did some things that I still regret.
I tormented you so bad,
Looking back it makes me sad.
But I grew up and knew how to take care of you,
Even though what I did when I was younger made me feel blue.
You grew up so fast,
I never thought me and you as buds would last.
But it did I'm so proud for that,
Because in the end your my cat.
Then came the day we would move into a bigger house,
But you never again got a hold of a mouse.
You were so scared but I took you under my wing.
I showed you around the house and you were so happy.
I redeemed myself from everything I had done.
Things got better between us as the days flew by,
The love strong that were flying so high together in the sky.
You greet me when I walk through the door,
I feel so touched that I fall to the floor.
I cherish every second that your on my bed or just saying hi in my room,
The smile that's on my face brings a tear that would make flowers bloom.
Now your all grown up and still getting older,
The temperature in my heart has gotten colder.
So cold because I know your time is soon up,
I'm struggling to figure out how full is my cup.
I only wish you could live longer and we still be together,
But we will always be best buds forever.

Comfort is relative,
so is beauty,
for that matter
movement,
joy,
sex,
love.
Close your eyes,
drop your disguise
the one your parents
gave you.
Alone,
you are a string of
bones,
no other thought
can save you.

Let the stars explode,
Let the drama unfold.
The unraveling of a code,
Is all this Christmas hold.
A season is over;
Our hopes and dreams,
May stay stronger,
Though we feel no steam.
To this day we celebrate a years end,
Peace and love to all humanity.
Let love grow without a bend,
And make this season a velvet memory.
Merry Christmas!!!

There is no quiet such as this,
At least none that I know;
Like moonlight on a downy drift,
So fell those flakes of snow.
In a deep dark wood it happened
As the flurries stirred the air--
And the quiet overwhelmed me
Leaving me a captive there.
Bound by such a peaceful sight
I wandered not a bit,
But tarried in that deep, dark wood,
And in reverent awe of it.
Still the chill did overtake me
And most sadly I did go--
But I've not heard such quiet since
As those falling flakes of snow.

How do you get a peace of mind
Praying to god helps and not being blind,
You have to face the problem head on
Even the most difficult things in life can seem to far gone,
Always remember there is hope and you shall see
There is a light at the end of the tunnel that will set you free,
Once you tackle the problem at hand
Then all whom is weak will not take a stand,
Against someone who is trying to have peace
That is when most likely you will see them cease,
Which is why the fight for peace has been so hard
It is because people like me let it get to far.
Written By: unique Poetry 2015

It is a shame your heart is made of stone,
Sad that you are only flesh and bone,
Destroying that which is not yours to destroy;
Ruthlessly playing with a loving heart like its’ some useless toy.
You know very well what my feelings are for you
Still you play on, never caring what your words might do.
Would it satisfy you if I told you that you had already broken my heart?
Would it even faze you t know something I felt was special had been torn apart?
Would it make you happy to see me go, forever gone?
Would you still blame me, saying what I felt was wrong?
If it be that, that fills your heart with ease
Then so be it, out of love for you I will leave you in peace.